Page 28 of Stronger Than Fate
“Okay, I have another solution. If you snore, I’ll call reception and ask for a room for you. How does that sound, champ?”
Henry began to laugh and looked at me with amusement. I was glad that after what had happened between us, we could still have relaxed conversations because it helped me to feel more at ease and act more naturally.
“I don’t accept that. I already told you my intention is to sleep pressed against that sensual body of yours because, besides, in a few hours I’m going to take you to heaven again,” he said, raising and lowering his eyebrows. “Look how I’ve gotten just thinking about it,” he added, pointing to his erection.
I picked up a pillow that had fallen to the floor and threw it straight at his head. He laughed with amusement. Then I turned and entered the bathroom, hearing his laughter and smiling—he had a contagious laugh.
A few minutes later, my smile vanished.
It seemed to me that this moment we would share lying together, and I’m not talking about sex, but literally sleeping, was one of the most intimate moments a couple could have. I started to think that maybe he didn’t want to experience it with me and that he might feel obligated to stay because he had seen the blood and feared I would feel uncomfortable. That thought began to torture me a little; I didn’t want him to feel obligated to anything. I had given myself to him out of desire and by my own decision. The problem is that we aren’t masters of our thoughts, and once they take hold, it’s difficult to get rid of them.It was like having an internal dialogue. When I realized how much time had passed, several minutes had gone by, and I was stuck going around the same idea. Most of the time, without realizing it, we become our own worst enemies, because I left the bathroom convinced that I had to say something to persuade him that it wasn’t necessary for him to stay with me.
Henry was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard and seemed thoughtful, and the question he asked only reinforced my idea: Henry didn't feel comfortable staying, he was only doing it for me.
“You took quite a while, are you feeling okay?”
I approached the bed and sat down beside him. He looked at me seriously.
“Henry, you don’t need to stay. I assure you I’m fine. Let’s be clear, I know you never sleep with the women you have sex with...”
“With none of them,” he interrupted.
“I understand that clearly because you told me at some point, and also from what you’ve said, I assume you do this becauseyou think sleeping implies some kind of commitment or that the person you had sex with might get confused or...”
“Don’t continue,” he said, placing a finger on my lips. “I don’t feel obligated by anything. I can see you’re fine, in fact, I think you’re very, very fine,” he said, looking me up and down. “I’m staying because I want to. It’s true that I don’t usually sleep with anyone, but things between us are clear and with you I want to do it. If we find we’re not comfortable, we won’t do it again, it’s simple.”
“I just want you to know that I don’t mind at all if you leave. When I mentioned staying over, I said it without thinking, it seemed logical given the time, but I can understand if you want to go, I assure you.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“No, but I don’t want you to stay out of obligation or guilt.”
“Guilt? Why would I feel guilty?” he asked, surprised.
“I don’t know, you tell me,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
“I don’t feel it, I never felt it. If that were the case, I wouldn’t have even suggested you sleep with me. What I feel is lust, an uncontrollable desire that I can’t control. I think you haven’t realized yet what you awaken in me. I can’t hide that every time I’m near you, very strong sensations are unleashed in me. You drive me crazy and right now I want to enjoy your body again,” he stated, and leaned over me and took possession of my mouth.
And yes, it was a kiss loaded with desire that sought more. I knew it, he knew it. His tongue caressed mine, which responded with the same passion. It was like a hurricane that swept everything away, but the damage that hurricane would cause, I couldn’t yet know and couldn’t even imagine.
“How do you feel? Because I want to be inside you again,” he said, between kisses.
“I want to do it,” I responded, kissing him with the same intensity that he was kissing me.
He took off my nightgown and laid me down on the bed, removed my underwear and his, and knelt between my legs. Without taking his eyes off me, he lifted one of my legs and began leaving a trail of kisses from my calf upward. When he finished with one leg, he took the other and followed the same path, but this time he stayed between my legs and devoted all his attention to my sex. I couldn’t stop moving, the sensations were overwhelming and intense. And that moment of sublime pleasure to which I could become addicted arrived, and the brutal orgasm made me scream and convulse without control of my body.
“My God, you’re so sweet,” he said, licking his lips.
He positioned himself between my legs while I looked at him with blurry vision from what I had experienced seconds before and emitted muffled sighs. Henry had already put on the condom and began to penetrate me, this time he did it forcefully, letting out a deep, strong groan.
“Being inside you is fucking paradise,” he exclaimed.
He continued thrusting forcefully and increasingly faster while his moans and mine created a sensual chorus. That pleasurable sensation didn’t recede; on the contrary, it grew, and seeing Henry writhe and moan with pleasure caused that sudden and accumulated discharge to arrive like a release, and the rhythmic contractions I was experiencing made me surrender to that indescribable pleasure. Henry shouted, a hoarse and exciting shout, thrust a couple more times, and fell on top of me completely undone.
“Goood, this pleasure is out of this world,” he said against my neck.
Hearing that made my heart beat faster, if that was possible, because it was already racing. My fears due to inexperience began to fade away, and I felt powerful.
Henry looked into my eyes and kissed me sweetly.
